Funny how a day can change from neutral, bad and then good just over the simplest things.
My Valentine's Day started out as a rather indifferent occasion with my first attempt at popcorn chicken and homemade mashed potatoes.
The chicken was phenomenal and tasted even better than what you could buy. In case you were wondering you can find this super easy recipe here. Thank you Pinterest for introducing me to the amazing website!
Oh how my taste buds appreciate foodgawker. =]
But after that nice lunch, my day spiraled downward.
I went to work which I did not expect to last long due to the lack of hours that have been given lately.
I was planning on getting off at 8pm with enough time for Garett and I to go to dinner and the the Cocoa Bean for dessert.
I was excited for a quiet evening of talking and enjoying the best company this world could offer me.
What actually happened was quite the opposite.
I got stuck at work for 6 hours.
I cannot complain for the needed hours, but that they occurred on the one holiday that is meant specifically for spending time with your loved one and indulging in chocolatey goodness (in the form of cupcakes).
On the contrary my evening was spent calling people in Texas and Oregon over questions they wanted nothing to do with on this lovely holiday.
My head was throbbing from looking at the computer screen, I was miserable, tired and I was losing my voice over poorly worded run-on sentences that I had repeated a dozen times.
I knew that by time I got off there would be few places still open, and none that I would want to walk to at 10 o'clock at night. I let Garett know when I got off work and quickly headed home to try and enjoy the little bit of time that was left that I could spend with him.
I walked in and he was already there waiting for me. I hugged him and burst into tears for my evening that had gone awry. Having no place to go for peace and quiet we took a walk as I explained my evening to him.
We stopped walking and he gave me a hug and said he had a small present for me but I had to cheer up in order to get it, so I dried my eyes and did my best to be a happy little lady. As we walked back he said he would ask my roommates to leave the living room in order that we may enjoy the last bit of our evening together. He suggested sweat pants would be more comfortable for me for the remainder of the evening and I agreed, he told me to go change as he talked to my roommates.
I walked in my room and saw TONS of yellow covering my side of the room.
Unsure of what to make of it I got a closer look.
This is what I saw:
My dear sweet Garett and written on every post-it note something he loved about me, inside jokes, memories and anything he felt worth noting.
On my pillow the final one said:
"These are a few of my favorites things about you =] I love you"
As I read these I burst into tears, wandering around my room trying to read each one.
I ran out and gave him the biggest hug I could manage and cried one more time.
My roommates who had been in on the plan smiled and quietly left the room.
I have to say that was THE best Valentine gift I could have received. No chocolate or flowers could compare to something like that.
And once again he has proven to me that he is the most amazing man in the world and that I do not deserve him one bit.
All the same, I don't want anyone else ever.
He is mine and I want him for time and all eternity.
Thank you Garett, you really are something special.
I hope you all had a wonderful Valentine's Day.
And I hope the rest of your week is even better.
Happy mid-February everyone!
My Garett
My Garett
My Garett!
<3
Meg
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